“This Condensed Dan Fire… its power is terrifying.”Haran Gale’s cold eyes narrowed as he stood behind Zindral. A flicker of shock passed through them—quick, subtle, but impossible to miss. His voice was dry, almost hollow, as he admitted what he already feared: the Condensed Dan Fire had far exceeded anything he had imagined.“Hehe,” Zindral’s calm voice cut through the tension, dripping with sly confidence. “Condensed Dan Fire is the flame used to refine pills. Its power speaks for itself. Even if they survive… they won’t walk away unscathed. Brace yourselves. This is going to be a harvest to remember.”Even wielding such a dangerous weapon, Zindral showed no hesitation. In this world, he knew, nothing valuable came without sacrifice.On the battlefield, both sides were strong—but the opposition had already eliminated twelve mid-stage Yinpo masters. Twelve! Each of their Ivory Citadel Jade Seals had risen to at least blue. Twelve blue Seals waiting to be claimed. For Zindral and his

“Roar!”The golden tiger statue tore through the void, every step shaking the air like a thunderclap. Its roar ripped across the battlefield, raw and untamed. Zindral’s jaw tightened, muscles coiling as if bracing for a storm.“Hmph! Struggling in vain! Break it!” he growled, voice sharp and cold.A violent surge of yellow Yuan energy erupted from the stone mill phantom, smashing into the golden tiger. The collision sent shockwaves outward. Zindral stumbled back, ten meters gone in a heartbeat, eyes wide with disbelief.“Whoosh.”Darian stood perfectly still, hair whipping like dark flames, a faint golden aura of holy battle energy swirling around him. He positioned himself squarely in front of Crimsonlotus and the others, a living shield. His eyes—once just bright—now glimmered with a sharp, unyielding intensity. Ten meters away, they locked on Zindral, freezing the man in place.Crimsonlotus allowed herself a flicker of relief, though pain shot through every limb. She could barely st

The silver and blue pillars of light shot into the sky, massive and unyielding. Normally calm, Valtor Grimspire’s eyes narrowed, reflecting the brilliance of the towering auras.“Sunspire Legacy… Celestial White… both have always ranked among the top ten strongest legacies in the history of the Eastern Hundred Great Cities,” he murmured, low and heavy with awe. “And now… they’ve finally manifested in the world.”Beside him, Malrik Eternis—the Lord of Stormspire Lunaris Haven—shifted almost imperceptibly. His gaze lingered on the radiant pillars, marveling at their unearthly glow, before drifting to the massive screen before them. The battle records of Darian and his five companions blinked across the display.Seraphina Vale and Selene performed flawlessly, just as expected. Precise, unyielding. But Darian… the boy. His cultivation was mid-stage Flarefire Realm, yet he fought opponents at the peak of the Jinghuo Realm. Watching the six upgrade their Hundred City Jade Seals to purple, Ma

Crimsonlotus steadied herself, her face still a little pale, but her composure had returned. She realized a hand rested lightly on her waist, another holding her arm gently. Her cheek had pressed against a warm chest in the stumble just moments ago—but it wasn’t unfamiliar. It was Darian. Relief, mingled with a fluttering ache in her chest, rose inside her. Even in the worst moments, when terrible news struck, this black-robed youth had always been there.Darian’s sharp, radiant eyes were fixed on Thalric, whose gaze dripped with killing intent.“You… do you even know who you’re holding? Do you understand what you’re doing? Or… do you want to die?” Thalric’s words came slowly, deliberately, each one like ice cracking underfoot. His usual calm had vanished, replaced by raw, burning fury. For the first time, he looked directly at Darian.“Who am I holding? You can see that for yourself. What am I doing? Can’t you figure that out? And whether I want to die… let me ask you—are you an idiot

“Rumble… rumble… rumble!”The silver pillar of light shot toward the heavens, a torrent of brilliance so intense it seemed to scrape the clouds. Then—just as suddenly—it recoiled, retracting with a force that made reality itself seem to bend. It was like a cosmic waterfall being sucked back into the ninth sky: majestic, terrifying, and completely incomprehensible.“Rumble… rumble… rumble!”The deafening roar rolled across all ten directions. Where silver light had bathed the land, now a colossal shadow rose—a structure that was part ancient palace, part slumbering giant beast. Its form coalesced slowly as the brilliance faded.Hundreds of paces away, spectators gasped, hearts hammering. Eyes wide. Mouths half-open. They had seen power before, yes, but nothing like this.…A month ago, a single punch at the peak of the Body Refinement stage had sent Thorne Ashveil staggering. Now, staring at Darian, he sneered, voice cold and cruel.“Arrogant then… beaten now? Hahaha…”Yet his movements